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As I sat down to read next to a second grader, I was surprised by his initial thoughts of the photograph on the cover of the book:



"This reminds me of my grandma," Brian said pointing to the crocodile head.

"Oh.  Really?  Tell me more."  I had to hear more of his thinking!  I'm thinking he's going to tell me about her dry, wrinkly skin or the yellow, gnarly teeth.

"Well, she's kinda grouchy," he stated matter-of-factly.


We are learning about making connections.  Not the type of connection that is going to help us better understand the text, but I have to give Brian credit:  He's thinking about his reading . . . and he made me smile!



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  1. As Art Linkletter used to say, "Kids say the darndest things!" but I think you are too young to know that show. At least he's thinking, it's a step in the right direction. Hope grandma doesn't read this.

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  2. Made me chuckle. I hope that grandma has a sense of humor.
    It may be not a reading connection but a possible seed for writing. That's how I have started to look at some connections after reading Aimee Buckner's Notebook Connections.
    Terje

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  3. You know how much I love kids and the things they say! This is a good one. I loved the short simple way you shared it!

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  4. Oh my, I love the story. Kids do say things we'd never believe if we just made them up. Your connections must be working, just not always the way you imagined.

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  5. Kids always surprise you!

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  6. What I love most about this is that you honored his idea. You genuinely wanted to understand where he was coming from. I know it seems obvious, but it is that this inclination is natural to you that makes you such a good teacher! He is lucky to have shared with you (and I am glad you shared with us).

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  7. Oh my you had me chuckling!!

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